He Is A Hypocrite Who Professes What

We Never Do Anything Well Till We Cease To Think About The Manner Of Doing It.

In Love We Do Not Think Of Moral Qualities, And Scarcely Of Intellectual Ones. Temperament And Manner Alone, With Beauty, Excite Love.

If We Are Long Absent From Our Friends, We Forget Them; If We Are Constantly With Them, We Despise Them.

Some People Break Promises For The Pleasure Of Breaking Them.

Familiarity Confounds All Traits Of Distinction; Interest And Prejudice Take Away The Power Of Judging.